Voice Novels & Stories

he chuckled. I'm about to speak when I heard a woman's voice. " Jumpol who are you talking with, it's already 3 am," she said. " Who was that!" My voice suddenly raised to its normal tone. " None... sleep now," he said " No who is that answer me first!" I shouted back. " I'll hang up now," he said and hang the phone up. " hello... hel..." Who was that? What's happening? I'm getting nervous right now. My heart is beating so fast

] But instead, Arka sent something completely unexpected. A voice message. One minute and forty seconds long. Bima swallowed hard. He pressed the phone to his ear, hitting the play icon with a thumb that trembled slightly. The first few seconds were filled only with the sound of heavy, deep breathing. Then, the voice emerged. Arka's low baritone, raspy with the classic sound of someone just waking up, vibrating at a frequency capable of shattering Bima's entire defense.

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

I can smell the cloying scent of jasmine. “Who’s there?” I question shakily, tucking myself into the corner of the closet, hoping they aren’t here to hurt me. It’s a man, but the deepness of his voice, but it’s also smooth, and accented. He sounds similar to Time in a way. He’s an immortal. “I’m here to save you from your mate,” he says.

In the end of her blabbering she didn't get any response. "Are you done?" Came the deep husky voice with Italian accent and heart skipped a beat.

he asked in an irritatingly bright tone. “No,” I lied. He simply raised an eyebrow. “Yes, so?” I retorted. “Well… are you going to answer it?” “Not with you here!” “Suit yourself, he’s your business partner,” he replied glibly. “Hatch, I swear to God, if this wasn’t a brand-new phone, I would throw it so hard at your stupid head.” The phone pealed one more time, and I answered with a flustered, “Hello!” “Cricket, thank God, I was starting to worry.” Minus’ voice made my insides feel like they were filled with bubbles coated in butter.

All I have gоіng fоr mе іѕ mу smartphone in mу pocket. Thаnkѕ tо Rуаn, I’vе hаd the voice rесоrdеr gоіng ѕіnсе I called him fоr hеlр. Thе sound ԛuаlіtу mау bе mufflеd іn mу pocket, but іt’ѕ bеttеr thаn nоthіng at this роіnt. “Dеtесtіvе, this іnfоrmаtіоn іѕ аbоvе your pay grade. I ѕаіd, рut the gun dоwn.”

"Who is that? Answer me!" I leaned down, my mouth hovering just a millimeter away from the phone's microphone. I didn't use my normal voice. I let out a deep, territorial alpha growl that vibrated with enough raw, supreme power to make the speaker crackle. "She's busy," I rumbled into the phone.

I said sluggishly, yawning in the process. I covered my body with the duvet and waited for the person on the other line to say something, I could here clattering sounds from the other end the caller was probably organizing their stuff, is this a video call?. It was an audio so why is he or she taking all day to respond. Looks like the person was not expecting me to pick up this quickly maybe I should just end the call... " Hello " the voice said the person was probably using a voice enhancer. "Julianne Morgan how may I help you?"

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